– The first said in a singsong voice. The women came closer, sighing.
– And how did you come to us? – asked the second with a wide tanned face and whitish eyebrows.
– Well, hello, ladies! – Elena said, getting out, already completely out of the cab. Her white spacesuit gleamed dazzlingly in the sun. Barely jumping to the ground, a girl in a blue dress pushed over to her and shyly, hiding her eyes, held out a bunch of daisies. Her tanned little hand held these first flowers of her native Earth in her thin fingers. Tears came to the eyes of the astronaut. For some reason, everyone burst into tears, hiding their eyes in the tips of their handkerchiefs. The girl, laughing, handed over the flowers, started to run, towards a whole band of children, old people, residents who appeared from the direction of the village. The helicopter, throwing up clouds of dust, landed next to the capsule. A military man in a colonel's flight uniform stepped out of it and quickly approached the astronaut. A country jeep was in a hurry to see the colonel. A man in boots and a cap jumped out of the jeep on the move and blocked the military path. In the chatter of the helicopter's engines, it was impossible to make out what they were talking about. But, judging by the decisive gestures that chopped the air with their palms, one thing was clear, the men did not agree. the colonel, abandoning the speaker, rushed to the cosmonaut:
– Well, hello, daughter! – and grabbed the woman reddened with awkwardness into a bear hug. Then he took her to the helicopter. The machine, sweeping away the loose layer of soil from the tender green sprouts, rushed into the heights, dragging the attached ball with it. In the helicopter, the doctor examined her. I felt my pulse, measured pressure and temperature. These preliminary signs of attention of medicine, helped to form a picture of the state of health of the astronaut. Every minute the doctor's eyes met the piercing gaze of the colonel's gray eyes, which made even him, the best doctor of the cosmonaut corps, uncomfortable. But the astronaut's health was all right. No deviations were observed at this stage of the "helicopter" inspection.
“Forgive us for such attention,” the colonel used to say, almost affectionately and somehow awkwardly. “After all, you just disappeared from the radar. We found the emergency capsule only today at eleven o'clock.
“I don’t understand something,” Elena began to speak loudly, trying to out- shout the chirping roar of the helicopter motors. – After all, communication with the ship ended instantly and
he began to accelerate into open space. I couldn't even hold on to it
sustainer engines in braking mode.
“No, you disappeared, somehow suddenly,” the colonel insisted. – I, as a leader flight, followed every maneuver. It happened when you requested permission to maneuver. We have everything recorded. And suddenly she disappeared. And so you appear seven days later in an emergency rescue capsule, – the colonel looked expectantly at Elena.
– How are seven days?! I immediately went to the rescue compartment and started. truth
everything happened so quickly that I lost consciousness from overloads.
– Yes, the capsule is designed for overloading the male body. More precisely, more trained. This is your first independent. Both were worried. Inaccuracy in seven days, and even in Cosmonautics, it looks like the explosion of an atomic bomb accidentally dropped by a US Air Force pilot flying over Alaska. But for an anomalous phenomenon for sure. This seems to have to be sorted out. In the meantime, the cosmonaut is waiting for rest, close supervision of doctors and an analysis of what happened. So thought the head of the flight, Colonel Smirnov. But one thing he was calm about was that the first- class pilot- cosmonaut who was entrusted to him was alive and well. This is the main thing. And the rest is a matter of technology. Its flight part is in order, but the engineers will have to work hard. Finding the cause of the accident and pushing it onto the pilot is not a success, there are clear signs of their inattention. Somewhere in the depths of my soul I thought maliciously, already a general, former Colonel C, but still remained a Colonel.
